Winter is a time to slow down, hibernate, lay dormant, and rest. Its darkness permeates more of my waking hours, while its crisp air makes magical frost on trees. Sometimes, I resist the gifts of w
After writing a column for my small town newspaper for 6 years, I want to continue sharing my reflections on life’s lessons through metaphors and analogies that are realistic and relatable.
Winter is a time to slow down, hibernate, lay dormant, and rest. Its darkness permeates more of my waking hours, while its crisp air makes magical frost on trees. Sometimes, I resist the gifts of w